James Darwin Smith II

Gold Star - 6,283 Points (10/6/74 / San Diego, CA)

James Darwin Smith II Poems

361. Poetry Is My Dna 12/17/2015
362. Sick Of The Calm, Ready For The Storm 12/18/2015
363. Angelic Dreaming In The Essence Of A Sacred View 12/19/2015
364. A Rose's Journey 12/23/2015
365. I Am A Poet, I Am Someone, Free 12/15/2016
366. Amongst The Greater Plane, Resides Unconditional Love 12/22/2016
367. I Love In Silence 12/23/2016
368. Embellishing The Pale Blue Sky 1/30/2015
369. What Dreams May Come? 9/25/2014
370. Broken Emerald 7/3/2012
371. Metaphysical Martyr 9/21/2014
372. Foreboding Love 2/8/2014
373. The Reveal 7/26/2013
374. Fifty Years Of Sacred Love, Dedicated To Such Loving And Supportive Parents 6/9/2013
375. An Angel Cried 7/3/2012
376. Angel, Your Heart Is My Sun 12/11/2014
377. Real Love, At Last, Being First, Not Last, At Last 2/13/2014
378. Evils Of Love 10/12/2013
379. Fighting Rhyme With Or Without Reason 10/30/2012
380. Dreaming Upon The Open Air Of Endless Possibilities 7/13/2012
381. Love's Sickness 9/17/2013
382. The Adventure Of Self 2/28/2015
383. Love Warrior 12/26/2016
384. Wheels In Emotion 12/26/2015
385. Elixir 12/3/2015
386. Blue Tears Of Endurence 10/15/2015
387. When An Insomniac Experiment Goes Madly Awry 9/19/2013
388. When Clouds Dreamingly Adrift 10/26/2013
389. The First Encounter Of Our Own Design 9/20/2015
390. When Love's Truth Finally Prevails 7/2/2013
391. The Grey Enigmatic 12/13/2016
392. The Wind Of Change, The Change Of Wind 8/31/2014

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The Wind Of Change, The Change Of Wind

The wind it frolics
Caressing my being
Becoming mischievous
Upon a guile fashion
Changing moods
Sometimes fresh
At other times
So hot
Becomes too scorching to even breathe


Yet, in the wind
All in its good, bad or ugly ways
It teaches lessons
Many tough ones perhaps
But in the struggles it is found
That the good always prevails
And the ugly those souls become barren of existence


In these very times
Hard to imagine the great coming through
So much negativity around
Adaption to it for the many
Only makes perfect ...

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Paradox

I have learned to cloak myself from the living
From the eyes of lost and found dreams
But at the same time
My eyes became blind of any hope
And this affliction became cured with disease

What if wrong was really right?
What if right was really wrong?
What if these feelings within had light?

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